Someone to Watch Over Me

Epilogue

Eleven years had passed since the defeat of Voldemort, and family and friends had gathered at Malfoy Manor to celebrate the holiday.

The quadruplets, Robyn, Julia, Erica, and Christina Snape, would be starting Hogwarts that autumn. Hermione and Severus had several arguments over which house the girls would be placed in, although, to everyone else, it was pretty obvious.

Robyn, Julia, and Erica were identical, and looked and acted like miniature Hermione's. They had a nice tan complexion with bushy brown hair and large brown eyes. They always tried to show each other up, spouting off facts that they'd memorized at the dinner table. The only time you could tell they were Snape's was when they lost their tempers.

Christina on the other hand, had very fine silver hair, a pale, almost translucent complexion, and her father's pure black eyes. Every thing she did was deliberate and calculating. Her father was already teaching her basic potions in his lab, clearly favoring her over his other daughters; not to say that he loved her more. No, Severus and Hermione loved the girls equally.

Christina did not like spending time with her sisters; instead, she preferred the company of her best friend, Destiny Malfoy. Although Destiny was almost a year younger, the pair got along wonderfully.

Today, Destiny was carrying her toddler brother, William.

"You're so lucky to have a brother," Christina said loudly, sending a look to her parents.

Hermione rolled her eyes, and wandered off to find Harry and Ron, who were relating tales of the trio's time at Hogwarts to the rest of the Snape girls and Jason Zabini.

"I can't believe the girls are starting Hogwarts soon," Joyce said to her.

"Destiny and Jason aren't that far behind them," Ginny said.

Hermione smiled at them and gestured to their two pregnant bellies.

"One of you just can't seem to get pregnant without the other," she teased.

"I never thought I'd have children. Blaise and I had decided shortly after we married not to bring a child into a world that included Voldemort," Joyce said, looking over at her husband who was holding their youngest, Leah.

"So, are you still sticking to your no more babies decision?" Ginny asked.

"I love my girls, and I can't imagine life without them, but four is more than enough. And childbirth is hard," Hermione complained.

"You'd probably end up having another set of quads," Joyce said, laughing at the horrified look on Hermione's face.

Draco walked up behind Ginny and kissed her cheek.

"You ladies feeling okay?" he asked.

Ginny and Joyce nodded.

"Well, Molly says to round everyone up, it's time to eat," he said, and went to take William from Destiny.

As Draco sat down to eat, he surveyed the friends and family gathered around his table. It was hard to remember a time when the manor had been cold and empty. He glanced over at the portrait of the now deceased Albus Dumbledore, and got to his feet.

"A toast, to Albus Dumbledore," he said, gesturing to include everyone at the table.

"None of this would have been possible, had he not felt the need to send someone to watch over me."

The End